Mama Funk

Something has been getting to me lately and have haven’t been able to put my finger on it…Until now.

In case you haven’t noticed, the ole bloggy poo has been getting majorly neglected. That makes me sad since it was one of my New Year’s Goals to be more consistent here. First I thought it was just that I didn’t have the time to sit down and write. Then I noticed that I wasn’t really doing much with the little free time I have.

I did take on this new project, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t take up a lot of my free time, but deep down I know that if I really wanted to write I would make the time.

This morning it hit me as soon as my feet hit the floor…I’m in a rut.

In a brief online conversation with a fellow mother, she told me that she feels like she’s living in the movie Groundhog Day. I stewed on that all day feeling bad for my friend, not yet noticing that I am going through the very same thing.

Then, my feet hit the floor this morning. Just like they did yesterday and the day before. Same ole routine; weigh in, get dressed, go make Cameron’s lunch, followed by breakfast for everyone, get the kid off to school…Literally the same shit, just a different day. Sure, as a creature of habit I like the routine of it all, but come on.

The truth is I haven’t been writing because I’ve got nothing interesting to say. I see Cameron for about 4 of every 24 hours, somedays even less, and he’s my main source of entertaining material. I’m just not feeling funny and I think it’s because I’m bored.

Now that I’m past last week’s fun trips to Penn State and the Auto Show, what do I have to look forward to? More monotony.

Do you ever get in these mommy ruts? What do you do to break the cycle and get out?